Se Earrings

Chapter 61

The four men were now riled up, how could they possibly go to the kitchen to cook. While they can't cook only the files. Tama racked her brain until a brilliant idea came along instantly.

"What if we order online?" Tama Fresh. Not all three answered, Mommy Nathalie's voice was heard again. "Never order between you, if you get caught out." Shouted Mommy Nathalie from above the second floor.

The four men swallowed each one's saliva, knowing what to plan, they thought. Long thinking they did not find a way, they finally decided to jump directly into the cooking kitchen.

"Raff, why don't we just use gul-gul to figure out how to cook omelette?" Ask Davin.

"You're right Vin, find out right away," at the approval of everyone, Davin pulled out his phone to find a recipe for omelette.

"This is the most practical way it seems," Davin said by showing the recipe to the three.

"Okay, we'll just use this recipe. Then the kids, please, you guys, I have a meeting call." It was Barack's turn of daddy showing his cell phone.

"Can't dad, we have to cook first." Reject Raffa.

"Sorry son, this is a meeting call for overseas investors. If daddy is not present, where might the meeting go. Daddy's gone first, you guys go on." Daddy Barack just walked into his study, leaving the three handsome men silently dumbfounded.

Raffa who realized first immediately awakened the two to start cooking. What the worst fate of a Raffandra Aura Pratama who must be willing to go down to the kitchen if not for his sister. Fate is fate.

All three for the task fairly, if Raffa is in charge of frying then Davin cuts the omelette stuffing and Tama shakes the eggs. The inevitable commotion when Tama wrongly broke the egg, how not, Tama put at once the contents of the egg and its shell. While Davin is worse, because it cuts the irregular omelette stuffing. Some are large, some are small and some are long and short. Raffa ruffled his hair, it was hard to cook.

Modelled on the recipe rules of gul-gul, finally the three of them repeated according to the stages shown. Almost two hours all three ravaged the kitchen, maybe now it is no longer the kitchen but the kitchen collapsed. The rest of the materials are located everywhere. Somehow the reaction of Mommy Nathalie when she saw the beloved kitchen like a forbidden forest area, shapeless already.

"Is that not a big sis?" Tama asked as she looked at the appearance of the somewhat black omelette.

"Not tam, surely the bontot likes it. Fried omelette and gini. Example of me in the future when you already have a wife." Raffa jumawa.

Tama silently did not answer, only shuddering in horror at the formation of omelette in Raffa's hands. He wasn't sure if the bontot would like it. Davin was busy decorating the plate they would use to put his omelette on.

Long struggling in the kitchen now the three sit his body on the dining table while putting his head on the table.

"It's so tired, apparently cooking is more tiring than meeting for hours with clients" complained Raffa.

"You're right Raf, it feels like my body is crumbling."

"Sweak and weak." Tama Imbuh.

"True, now just call the bontot and Mommy," said Raffa.

"You call me brother, I'm tired."

"I'm also Raf, so lazy if I have to go up the stairs."

"There's an elevator why take the stairs, you know." Raffa leaves the two for the elevator to pick up the queen and her daughter. Both of them only scratched their heads that did not itch, they forgot that in the mansion there was an elevator.